Vol. 2 Chapter 4,1 - I should

Vol. 2 Chapter 4,1 - I should

“You look very tired today. Aren’t you overexerting yourself?”

“I just had a restless night’s sleep yesterday, that’s all.”

Klopp replied nonchalantly to his lover’s concern. It wasn’t a lie. It’s not a big deal to lose a night’s sleep during this busy period. However, the sensitive Omega didn’t seem to feel that way.

Rayfiel continued to observe his complexion, so Klopp emphasized once again, “I’m really okay.” Then Rayfiel turned his gaze forward. Without saying a word, he lightly grasped the cuff of Klopp’s sleeve with his hand. Finding the gesture adorable, Klopp smirked and pretended to look elsewhere, turning his wrist backward and firmly clasping Rayfiel’s soft hand.

“Um, if other people see us...”

His startled voice came from behind, but he acted as if he didn’t hear it.

“That way.”

They headed towards a high-end restaurant across the street. It wasn’t crowded with people, but there were still quite a few glances mixed with smiles directed at the passionate lovers walking hand in hand in broad daylight.

Times were slowly changing, but publicly holding hands in places like this was frowned upon by many adults, especially among the aristocracy. However, increasingly rebellious young people were delighted in displaying public affection. Today, Klopp was putting that into practice. Without even looking, he knew Rayfiel’s face must be flushed. He was definitely feeling unsure about the prying eyes around them, but Klopp didn’t let go of his hand.

“We’re walking too fast. Let’s slow down a bit.”

“I have something to talk about once we get there.”

As they walked a little faster, Klopp tightened his grip on that warm hand. He wasn’t just feeling excited or thrilled. Lately, he had been plagued by guilt for not being faithful to Rayfiel, and he didn’t like that he let his mind wander when he had such a wonderful person by his side. After the nightmare he had last night, Klopp came to the conclusion that marrying Rayfiel quickly and satisfying his desires was the best path to take. The steps of the Alpha holding the hand of a beautiful Omega and rushing into a high-end restaurant were determined and resolute.

They entered the restaurant, gave his name to the manager, and reached their reserved table. As requested, the table was slightly secluded, positioned in a corner. Adorned with partitions and indoor plants, it exuded a cozy atmosphere, separated from the surroundings. It was perfect for carrying out his plans.

“It’s a quiet and beautiful place.”

“The food is good too.”

Soon, the appetizers and wine were served. As they leisurely enjoyed their course, they asked about each other’s well-being during the time they had been apart. Rayfiel, who couldn’t handle alcohol well, had a flushed peach-colored face after a single glass of wine and continued to smile until his eyes. The adorableness of it all was alleviating Klopp’s fatigue.

The relaxed Omega also emitted a sweet scent. It seemed like he was nearing his heat. Unlike the cold but burning resistance of someone’s rebellious wall, Rayfiel’s slightly trembling, azure eyes appeared incredibly affectionate.

Warm breath escaped through lips that had turned red from the matured fruit juice, stimulating the instincts of the Alpha in him. Klopp wanted to taste those lips right away, but unfortunately, he didn’t have the courage to publicly engage in a kiss. Not because his Alpha instincts weren’t enough, but because he didn’t want to be scorned by Rayfiel’s father. He could still hold himself back for now. Klopp crossed his legs and covered his thigh with a napkin. Then he gently touched Rayfiel’s hand, resting on the table. The blond Omega’s eyes smiled once again.

“The Count Teiwind did that?”

“Yeah, that Count. He really gives me a headache. There’s not a single thing that goes smoothly. As his financial manager, I try to give him polite advice, but he doesn’t listen and just arrogantly argues about every little thing.”

“I can’t believe it, I thought he was very polite and considerate.”

“If he’s polite and considerate, then I’m the epitome of etiquette.”

When Klopp grumbled irritably, Rayfiel laughed and said, “You sounded like a young child picking your friend’s faults.” Rayfiel chucked.

“Let’s stop talking about that annoying guy.”

“Annoying guy? I’ve never seen anyone refer to the Count in such a way.”

“You’ll be hearing it often from now on.”

Klopp said it with a grimace, and Rayfiel responded with a bigger laugh. He seemed to think that it was a joke. If Klopp took that seriously, it would have made him look narrow-minded, and he didn’t want that.

“Well, if he’s such an annoying person, there’s nothing I can do. I received an invitation from the Count, so I’ll either go alone or go with my younger sibling.”

“An invitation? Could it be a soirée?”

“Oh, I suppose you know about it. Yes, he’s having a concert in the Rose Garden this time. I heard that a maestro I admire is coming, so I really want to go. I was originally planning to ask Sir Klopp to go with me, but...”

Even without hearing where he cut off, Klopp could tell. But that wasn’t the issue. Klopp was curious about how Rayfiel received an invitation from the Count. After Klopp went to warn Aelock, the guest list had been cut in half. In response to Klopp’s question, Rayfiel gave an unexpected answer.

“I’m his relative. You could say we’re distant cousins. We’re not that close, so we didn’t interact much, but recently the Count has been sending me invitations regularly.”

“A relative?”

Klopp asked in disbelief, and the blonde Omega nodded with a selfless smile.

“Yes, don’t you think I resemble the Count?”

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